Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince novel Chapter 285

Sylvia's POV: 

I was shocked to see Flora rush in.

Didn't she go back to the academy? Why was she still here? She looked so confident when she showed everyone her wounded neck and leaned over in front of Richard.

"Look where you have injured me.This is a fatal point.Good thing I have good self-healing ability.Otherwise, I'm also dead now."

By the look of Richard, it seemed that it was his first time to encounter such a shameless she-wolf.

He was so angry that his lips quivered, and he couldn't say a word.He just glared at Flora fiercely.

I was afraid that he would suddenly lose control of himself and hit Flora, so I quickly pulled Flora to my side.

"Hey, it's alright now,"

I whispered to Flora to comfort her.I was still a little speechless.

Then I added, "Didn't I tell you to go back to the academy? Why are you still here?"

Flora curled her lips but didn't dare look at me.

She muttered awkwardly, "I'm just worried about you."

I was about to say something when a flattering male voice suddenly sounded, interrupting my thoughts.

"My King, don't believe Sylvia's words.She's nothing but a lowly slave from our pack.She's always lazy and good at telling lies.Worse is, she's the daughter of a traitor.Actually, she deliberately seduced Prince Rufus.That's why he took her here."

The voice belonged to Shawn.

He had already changed into a clean white suit, which made him look elegant and decent.

As he spoke, he glanced at me from time to time.

And although he looked modest, his eyes were full of malice.

"I think Sylvia has contributed a lot to Prince Rufus’ current condition." That was Shawn's last remark.

After saying this, he looked around and finally fixed his eyes in one direction.I followed his gaze and saw Alina there, standing next to a tall man.

It seemed that the man was in his early forties.

His temples were slightly grey, and he was full of awe-inspiring righteousness.

He must be Leonard, Alina's father.He was a legendary werewolf who was strong and fierce.

Standing beside him was a very dignified man who had the same serious look as Warren.

Even his posture when he stood was similar to Warren's.

I guessed he was Warren's father.

Shawn walked up to Alina's side and nodded to greet her like a gentleman.

"Miss, may I ask about your impression of Sylvia?"